Alessa took Kyle’s hand and guided him towards the conference table. She took her thin panties off and hopped on, spreading her legs, and lifting her knees so Kyle could get a view of her. He stared for quite a while before screaming, “fuck it.” He pulled Alessa's knee down and dragged her, closer to him until his middle hit hers. She let out a scream of pleasure. “Pants.” She reminded him.She heard the metal of his belt hitting the floor and felt Kyle’s weight on top of hers. Then he was inside her. In and out. In and out. These movements cause intense emotions within her. Her world was spinning. Her mind couldn’t stand still.Kyle didn’t let up. He continued his movements as his fingers found other bits of Alessa to fondle. Her hard nipples. Her throbbing clit. He massaged her, causing tingling to erupt all over her body. The tingling fluttered higher and threatened to disappear after a final bout of pleasure. She wasn’t ready for it to end yet, but her body gave out and shuddered
A young blond woman with a tight bun and even tighter clothes led Alessa to a conference room. Flashes of last night, and her on top of the table filled her brain. She cleared her throat and her mind—well she tried. Kyle came in a few minutes later also starting at the conference table. Then at Alessa. “Don’t say anything. Just let Frank do the talking. I am sure once he sees you he will flip out.” “I’ll flip out with him.” She shot back. Kyle closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “Let’s just get through today. After this, I am going to have to make him understand that I am not on your side.” He took a seat on the far end of the room away from Alessa and faced the other way.“Really?” She questioned.“He can’t think we are in this together,” Kyle said still not facing her. He didn’t say anything till they both heard the thuds of a stick onto the carpeted floors.“Uncle Frank,” Kyle said, getting up. “I am shocked you came down for this. I could have taken care of it.” He guide
8 o’clock came and went but Kyle didn’t show up. Alessa waited for him in her silk robe and excitement. She hoped for a more official and less confusing reunion than their last few because Frank wasn’t a fear anymore—at least not for now. By 8:45 Alessa decided to make her worries into action. She called James.“Do you know where Kyle is?” “Um—yes, he is with me—OW—but I’ve been asked not to tell you,” James replied, though Alessa could barely hear. A lot of noise was coming from his end.“Tell him to stop being a little brat and come to my room.” She yelled. “He is nodding a no.” Alessa zeroed in on the background noise. She heard the clanking of pots and pans, a gaggle of women talking and laughing, and then finally, Mrs.Rafferty sternly saying, “Hurry it up will you girls?” He was in the mansion kitchen. “Put me on speakerphone. Now.” Alessa demanded. “You're on,” James said a few seconds later and the voices in the room were more intense. “Listen here, Kyle Danny. You eithe
The couch creaked but Alessa held on to its edge. Her knees dug into the uneven fabric and her nails into the intricate wooden design on the side. The couch moved and scratched to the rhythm Kyle set as he moved in and out of Alessa. He moaned, and so did Alessa when he pushed in deeper, and then pulled out. Liquid filled her. They both fall down in exhaustion.20 minutes passed and Kyle made another suggestion. “Get up.” He led Alessa to a wall and turned her around. He ripped off her shorts and literally ripped her blouse off. She was standing there hugging the wall, naked for Kyle to take her. “I am going to have no clothes left if you rip them all off of me.” She cried.“That’s the point,” Kyle said, as he turned himself back into her and their bodies created a new rhythm. In this session, Alessa had already come once, but just as she was close to coming again, Kyle grunted and moved away from her.“How long do you think we can keep this up?” Alessa asked ten minutes later when sh
It was now nighttime, and Alessa’s plan was in motion. She knocked on the door softly this time and Aspen’s face appeared.“Ugh, not you again.” She groaned. “Kyle is not here.”“I am looking for James, not Kyle,” Alessa said. “James?” She slowly asked. “He is here, isn’t he?”“James,” Aspen called behind herself. A few seconds later, James and his crooked smile came into view. “She needs you.” She meekly added.“Hey, what’s up?”“Do you remember the grilled cheese you made for me on our date?”“Um—yeah.”“I am trying to make it but I keep burning the damn bread, can you help?” “Sure.” James gave her a pensive look.“Now? If you can come to the room with me?” James looked at Aspen, whose face was contorted as if someone had farted. “Okay.” He stepped away from Aspen’s room.“You are the best. I am dying for it.” Alessa cheered. They both began to walk down. As they got further from Aspen, James asked, “What are you planning?”“She is jealous. She likes you.” Alessa explained.“No
Alessa revisited Dante and asked him to help with her makeup. Help her look less like herself again. Just because she was going into shark-infested water didn’t mean she was going to go with open wounds. Dante did his thing and turned Alice 2.0 into Alice 3.0. Her hair was even lighter now, her eyebrows a different shape, and her nose and chin smaller, thanks to the contour. Her dress was a simple white floral print. Hopefully, all of this will confuse Frank even more.James came to pick her up at round six.“Kyle isn’t going to like another makeover,” James commented as Alessa got into his car.“Kyle also doesn’t want me to get caught. I think he’ll get over it.” Alessa shot back.She worked on her phone as they drove because along with everything else going on—the casting for the movie had begun and Alice was asked to approve every actor that was hired. She hated being this busy. Kyle meanwhile thought it was funny to veto all her approvals. He was lucky she loved him, because he c
“Did he have to kiss her?” Alessa paced back and forth in her room.“I mean they are married. I am sure they’ve done it plenty of times before.” James said. He was sitting on the couch, yawning. “The hand holding, I didn’t like.” “I didn’t like any of it. What if my plan doesn’t work and she picks Kyle?” Alessa cried. Her pace picked up. James shrugged but Alessa could tell he was worrying about the same thing. “Why isn’t he back yet?” She moaned. It was almost one o’clock in the morning. Alessa and Kyle had planned to meet after the dinner was done in her hotel room. “I am going to call—what if things didn’t go our way and Kyle had to sleep with her to prove his loyalty?”“Don’t be ridiculous. She isn’t a mafia boss.” Alessa paced some more as James laid down on the couch, his eyes closed, but he wasn’t asleep. Alessa knew he was wondering the same thing. Worrying about the same thing. Finally, at around three in the morning, Alessa fell asleep. In and out. However, she didn’t no
Alessa and Kyle left the two love birds to talk while they got dressed. Kyle was still trying to complete their previous activities. “Stop, I want to hear this,” Alessa warned, swatting Kyle’s hands away from her hips as he was trying to hug her from the back. She stuck her head out the door and saw James and Aspen still facing each other. Alessa assumed it was safe to go out, so she did and heard their argument firsthand. “You're helping them? Go behind my back?” Aspen said.“They love each other.” That was all James said.“I thought you were on my side.” Aspen cried.“I am, but only if you're right. Keeping two people apart when they wanted to be together wasn’t the right move. Putting Alessa's life in danger wasn't the right move. Forcing Kyle to marry you when he was mourning Alessa and their child wasn’t the right move. I told you then and I’ll tell you now. You were wrong.” James continued.“He is my husband!” Aspen cried. “He doesn’t love you, and if he is your husband, are